Solo female traveller
Plane Jayne

When I started writing this blog a few years ago I thought ‘How not to have a Midlife Crisis’ was a great title. However now, at the age of 57, it is hard to kid myself, or anyone else, that my desire to head off every year, armed with a case of mosquito repellent, is some form of Midlife anything. The truth is I am beyond midlife (sadly) but I still love travelling.

That is why I found myself on Saturday in the departure lounge at Gatwick once again, before catching planes to Madrid and then on to Havana, Cuba.

So this is a big Hello from Havana, home of the cigar, rum and Salsa. So far I have seen plenty of all three amongst the crumbling relics of what once was a beautiful city. The people are incredibly friendly and the rum is flowing but don’t come here as part of a gastro tour of Central America. To put it bluntly there isn’t any food, unless you are addicted to avocados, which I loathe. Locals queue for hours for a loaf of bread or a piece of chicken, rising at 4am to be first in line. I did actually manage to squeeze into a supermarket yesterday but was dismayed to find they only had rum and tuna fish. As I was craving a bar of Cadbury’s Dairy Milk neither worked for me.

If this city is a shadow of its former self I fear I will be too after two weeks. I might have to start liking avocados. If I still have the strength to type in a few day’s time I will let you know…

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  1. You could start with making a lovely avocado facemask and build up to eating them! Enjoy your time there!

    Love, Katie x

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